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Since you have last read this, I have 90% equipped my classroom. About .5 percent of that came from money the school gave, for which I am grateful for, but then 95.5% came from out of pocket expenses. *Groan* I've been warned how expensive being a teacher is and that was no joking matter. My classroom theme is polka dots. Don't laugh. My kids will love it. And if they don't then at least I will! Actually I think they'll love it because it's fun and eye-catching. Since my eyes are naturally drawn to anything pink I've done my absolute best in not making it too girlie. So much holding back! I think I've succeeded though. Believe that pictures will be coming! I'm looking forward to the day when I can carry everything into my classroom because it has easily taken up an entire wall in various boxes and storage containers.
Speaking of "my room," the principal was nice enough to escort me to it last week. It's massive, equipped with an office, a storage room and a "bonus" room. I don't know what I'll do with the extra bonus room but you won't find me complaining. Even though I have a lot of equipment things so far I imagine it will still look bare for a while. There's no possible way I could fill that place in the beginning. Then again, perhaps my eyes have deceived me. I did see the room in nude form so I imagine once it's placed with furniture and decor it will shrink to half it's size.
Wednesday I will be an official employee with my background check, fingerprints and badge.
Last night I had a dream that it was the first day of school and it was an utter failure. There was a hurricane and my room started flooding and the kids were chaotic. While I was trying to save all the beautiful decor in my room from it's ruin, my kids starting fighting and punching one another in a moment of chaos. I sat in a corner and cried as the other teachers came in my room to yell and tell me to control my kids. Turned out my room was the only one hit with a sudden hurricane, but of course I still received no sympathy from my fellow co-workers and the kids, naturally, took advantage of my vulnerability. A girl approached me in the corner and said "Mrs. Mason, I'll help you." Then she said "SHUT UP EVERYBODY! SHE'S CRYING!" The class staggered to their seats, the leaking stopped, the sun came out and then I woke up.
So what does this mean, dream interpreters?
It means that I need to stay home on hurricane days, forget my room decor if there's ever a leak, never cry in front of my kids and tell them to shut up when they are out of control. Right? No wait, have another kid tell the class to shut up so I don't get into trouble. Yeah, that's it.
